Morgana aged 3 (5months later)

Niklaus came to visit me again. I like it when he visits, he makes me feel happy. Mummy says me and Niklaus are getting too close, but I don’t care, he’s my best friend.
                   When Lucifer brought him round today, he was crying and had a bruise on his eye. I didn’t want to ask what happened, because I could guess and I didn’t want him to feel bad. So I took his hand led him to my favourite place, The Lake.
               

 

 

We sat together at the end of the dock, our legs swinging over the water. He started to cry silently and I hugged him, hoping he would feel better. He smiled at me and hugged back, then looked out at the setting sun. We sat there like that, with our arms wrapped around each other.
             Until I pushed him in the water, he shrieked with terror, and then I jumped in after him and smiled innocently at him. He splashed me and laughed, I squealed in shocked and splash back.

           All of a sudden, mummy dragged me out the water, she looked really mad. “HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?!?!?! NO JUMPING IN THE LAKE!! THAT’S NOT HOW LITTLE GIRLS BEHAVE” she screamed at me, then stuck me round the face.
                    Tears formed in my eyes and I looked over at Niklaus ashamed. He had climbed out the water and was looking at me sadly and sympathetic. My mummy told him to follow as she dragged me home. I tried not to cry, because mummy hits me when I cry. But I couldn’t help myself and burst into tears. Then cried harder because the tears stung where mummy hit me.
            Once at home, mummy made me stand outside whilst she got me and Niklaus some towels. Nik came over and hugged me tightly. “It’s ok Morgan, I know how you feel” he said softly, as he let me cry into his chest.
                    Mummy came outside angrily and pulled Niklaus off me and told him im not worth it because I’m acting like a baby and he shouldn't be friends with a baby. He looked at the ground sadly and wrapped himself in the towel, then Lucifer took him home and I was left alone with mummy. She locked me in my room and said I’m not allowed out until I can behave. I sat on my windowsill, and cried hugging myself, why does mummy hate me?